So, Waylon comes home tonight and asks, "Are you sure I'm really four?"
My reply, "Yup. You're four. Why?"
His answer, "Well, I had trouble being four today."
Evidently, he is now officially too tall to play in the "kitchen" area at preschool, as he's hitting his head on the low ceiling in that area. He told me he can play in all the other areas -- dress up, blocks, puppets -- but the kitchen is no more.
My baby has outgrown his four-year-old preschool class. Bring on kindergarten! (Sob! Ha!)
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